Random Acts of Photography

o I finally did the "plane wreck" ride in the Jemez mountains. If you haven't been getting enough hike-a-bike lately, you should do this ride. It really delivers on the steepest crap you will ever push a bike up. A good solid 4 miles of the stuff. And to top it all off, you get to see a busted-up airplane! What could be better?



I'll tell you what's better: the rippin' descent down Medio Dia canyon. Seven-ish miles of pure adrenaline.

OK, so Anthony was still climbing in that pic. Give me a break. When the downhilling starts, there is little time for photography.


Tim Wise aka Sweetleaf making it look easy:



Sometimes a safety meeting is called for.




After you cruise through the meadows,



you come to the cabin:




Someone was watching Anthony. The opposite of Big Brother - Little Sister!:




Too much fun will make your head feel like a mushroom.



A week later I rode to the San Antonio hot springs with Tim and Mark. A more beautiful place you will not find.




Looks like someone exceeded the weight limit for this bridge:






Here come the merry pranksters - Tweedledum and Tweedledipshit.




I did a solo ride today. I am finally willing to consider that summer may be drawing to an end:



The Rig got a new wheel set:





Another storm rolls into northern New Mexico. Will this be the one to bury our higher trails for the season? I hope not.




Thanks for looking!